I thought briefly abouthow hard it would be to unzip the skirt or do almost anything else inthe morning, but figured that I would remove the press on ...nails thefirst thing before having to do anything.Of course, the first task at hand was to reposition my full hardness,which had become uncomfortable as I had worked on applying the press onnails. I usually tucked when I dressed, but somehow, I had slipped outof place.I loved the look of my now totally feminine left hand holding the hem ofthe. Lay me on my back on the bed and started to suck and chew at my neck and chest.Before I knew what was happening I was blind folded and she was preparing the restraints for my wrists, my hand secured behind my head.She was wrapping something around my chest, it was soft and frilly but it took me a moment to realize it was her bra that she was putting on me.My bulging cock poking out of my pants, she kissed and bit my inner thighs as she removes them.I could smell the her pussy was wet and. In fact to me this was getting completely out of hand.My hope was for us to get a break after the season begins, as we knew had a winning team, we just don’t know how far we will go, winning the City League title should be easy. Notice I said should be easy, but winning beyond that was a crap-shoot at best. Any playoff win was gravy, and after we clear the State title is a plus. Only then could we begin to hope about the National boys title. But everybody and their kinfolks had all of these. Just then the bell rang out its soothing tone.“Okay, now you all have a good weekend and don’t forget to study for the chapter test on Monday, Jay would you please stay for a minute,” Mrs. Kline said, giving me an upset look.After all the students have left the class, you walk over to Mrs. Kline's desk, who was finishing some last minute math work. You take this time to examine Mrs. Kline from your position. Mrs. Kline, not too bad to look at for a 42 year old, though she always wears puffy.